The Cosa Nostra and the Bratva have been the two most powerful mafia families that ever existed. With both families not meddling with each other's business, it has shown to have proven respect and fear to not be involved in each other's activities.
The Italians and Russians have never seen things eye to eye, but have been civil with each other as there were no threats coming to them from one another.
"Lascia quelli ai russi."
"Eto pod ital'yanskoy territoriyey."
An unspoken truce that was made to be imprinted in the minds of many.
But, with just one night, everything changed.
The balance, the peace, the order... shattered.
What was thought to be forgotten had left traces that can no longer be undone. A secret that wasn't meant to be kept, lies that weren't to be told.
"Questo non è stato un atto di sfida alla pace che hanno le nostre famiglie." A hiss from the capo.
"YA imel pravo znat' v pervuyu ochered'!" The pakhan roared back.
What would it make of the two if they were to have an agreement instead of waging war that would ruin the accords?
Blinded by the Kindled Fire
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General Fiction𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: 𝗢𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀. 𝗜𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁. 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀, 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀. :) WARNING : SPG | R-18 | MATURE CONTENT |...
